Shen Shuanglong had been grinning all afternoon until his face stiffened, yet Shen Chenxi never spared him a glance. At last, he understood one thing—Shen Chenxi didn’t like boys who smiled a lot. She simply couldn’t resist Chu Feng’s smile.
During the break, the rich second-generation Wang Guangju once again confessed to Shen Chenxi. Everyone was already used to this routine and paid no attention at first. Normally, following the usual script, Chu Feng—the most loyal bootlicker known as the King of Simps—would step forward to help Shen Chenxi fend him off, ruining Wang Guangju’s confession in the process.
But strangely, this time Chu Feng, the so-called number one bootlicker in the universe, didn’t move at all. Before Wang Guangju could even celebrate, Shen Chenxi dealt him a fatal blow. As the champion of The Voice and a future superstar in the entertainment world, after three years of strict training, Shen Chenxi only needed to glance at him. With just that one look, Wang Guangju felt his soul locked in place. The confession he had practiced dozens of times was shattered in an instant, and he fled awkwardly, leaving behind a bouquet of flowers.
Shen Chenxi casually handed the flowers to Chu Feng, simply wanting him to get rid of them. But in the eyes of the whole class, things looked very different.
“Did Shen Chenxi just give flowers to Chu Feng of her own accord?”
“First she defended him this morning, and now this?”
“You don’t know? At noon I saw Chu Feng and Shen Chenxi eating spicy noodles together, the two of them sitting close and laughing happily~”
Rumors spread quickly through the class, then across the entire school.
Who was Shen Chenxi? The star student of Experimental High School. Not just admired by students—many teachers were her fans as well. Normally, Shen Chenxi lived quietly and low-key, leaving no gossip for others to enjoy. But now, a juicy scandal had dropped into their laps.
By the end of the afternoon, rumors about Shen Chenxi had exploded throughout the school.
Originally, Class 14’s version was simple: Shen Chenxi supported Chu Feng, who had twisted his ankle, onto the stage, and later gave him the flowers that someone else had given her. But as the story spread, it twisted into Shen Chenxi clinging to Chu Feng’s arm, personally buying flowers and giving them to him. By the final version, she was actively chasing Chu Feng and even kneeling in public to propose.
The rumors became increasingly ridiculous, but in the end, they all concluded the same: the useless bootlicker Chu Feng had finally won the beauty’s heart.
His followers surrounded him, trying to analyze the situation. One said, “Guang Bro, if you hadn’t claimed this morning that Chu Feng was taking advantage of Shen Chenxi, she wouldn’t have helped him to the stage in the first place.”
Wang Guangju’s mouth twitched. Another added fuel, “Guang Bro, if you hadn’t confessed this afternoon, she wouldn’t have handed your flowers to Chu Feng.”
In the end, all the rumors in school had started because of him. Wang Guangju was dumbfounded.
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Afternoon classes ended. Chu Feng had just finished his exam paper. The life of not being a bootlicker was wonderful.
In the past, as Shen Chenxi’s lapdog, he had to watch her every move. Whenever rumors about her spread, he scrambled to suppress them, running himself ragged with little time to study. But now, no matter what chaos raged outside, he only needed to focus on learning. Naturally, his efficiency improved greatly.
As a star, Shen Chenxi had her own driver. As soon as the school bell rang, she packed her bag and left quickly. Chu Feng packed his things at his own pace.
Shen Shuanglong, seated in front, turned around eagerly. “Godfather, before you always escorted Shen Chenxi to and from school. You’ve never been this relaxed.”
Chu Feng sighed with relief. “The bitter days are finally over. From now on, life will be good.”
After packing, Chu Feng left the classroom with Shen Shuanglong. But they hadn’t gone far when a figure blocked their path.
Shen Shuanglong shrank back and whispered, “Godfather, looks like your bitter days are just beginning.” Then, under Zhao Shuangshuang’s sharp gaze, he fled in a hurry. The source of this chapter is novelping(.)com.
The evening breeze lifted Zhao Shuangshuang’s long black hair, making her look ethereal. Her beauty drew countless stares from those nearby. But her nickname, Overlord Flower, was too intimidating—no one dared approach.
Chu Feng stepped forward, his expression calm. “Did you bring the money?”
Zhao Shuangshuang’s delicate face stiffened. If she had the money, would she still be standing here like a fool? Otherwise, she would already be riding out the school gates on his back.
When Chu Feng brushed past her without even pausing, her chest heaved violently. She quickly adjusted her mood and hurried to follow. “Chu Feng, why are you so obsessed with money? Without money, can’t we even be classmates?”
Chu Feng quickened his pace. His long stride forced Zhao Shuangshuang to jog to keep up. Though called Overlord Flower, her figure was stunning, every step highlighting her curves, an undeniable sight.
Chu Feng asked flatly, “Did you save enough?”
Suppressing her anger, Zhao Shuangshuang curved her lips into a dazzling smile, planning to conquer him with her charm. She brushed her hair aside and said sweetly, “Chu Feng, between me and Shen Chenxi, who’s prettier?”
Chu Feng checked the time on his watch, not even bothering to look at her. “Give me money, and you’ll be a fairy.”
Zhao Shuangshuang frowned. He hadn’t even looked at her? That must mean he was afraid of being captivated by her beauty. She steadied herself again and put on her most enchanting smile. “Chu Feng, just look at me once. Just once.”
Chu Feng didn’t understand what was wrong with her. He turned, gave her a quick glance, and said indifferently, “I’ve looked. And then?”
And then? Wasn’t he supposed to fall head over heels for her? Zhao Shuangshuang froze, watching him stride away without hesitation. He didn’t even slow his steps, didn’t look back once, and soon disappeared from sight.
Left standing there, Zhao Shuangshuang clenched her fists. Pulling out her phone, she dialed a close friend. “Sister Qian, do you have 1,000 yuan? I want to buy someone’s life!!!”